Death Approaching

Awhile ago I had hated my life and had written this, I no longer feel like this, but i once did.

I want to die I don’t see the point in staying alive What is the purpose of life? Why do I always live with so many struggles? I can’t keep living life this. Day after day Stress after more stress Just watching my life fade away You probably think I’m a drama queen But you don’t know, you haven’t been there You haven’t seen what I see My legs shake my hands tremble I walk back and forth my room eyes searching around Hair on my arms stick straight up The air is warm but I am cold Shivering and biting my lip My heart is pumping so hard I want to rip it out It hurts The lies No one cares Not anymore No point I’m done Death is approaching Im not scared It’s going to happen sometime It will happen to calmly So quietly No one will know When? Maybe never Only if I had someone to talk to But hated now Hated forever Let me lay down And sleep

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